Chapter 247 Dishonesty (Part 1)

Seeing this, Wang Kangyin shouted nervously: "The chief assistant is injured!"

Several other officials also went to see the wound on Xiao Shoufu's neck, and said in a hurry: "Fortunately, the wound is not deep, it should be just a skin trauma."

"Xiao Shoufu, how do you feel?"

"Did you hit your head..."

"..."

Those chaotic voices around seemed to penetrate into Xiao Shoufu's ears, and Xiao Shoufu caught the key words in the confusion.

So, he was not seriously injured?

Shocked, Xiao Shoufu raised his hand to cover the wound. The tentacles were filled with warm and sticky blood, but he could feel that the bleeding from the wound was not much.

So, his life was saved? !

Soon, Xiao Shoufu got up from the ground with the support of two officials. His official hat fell off, revealing his gray hair and a slightly messy bun, with several strands of hair scattered around the bun. .

On weekdays, Xiao Shoufu, who was always well-dressed and meticulous, stood in the court for nearly twenty years, and this was the first time he was in such a mess.

Not only the wound on the neck hurts, but also the bones all over the body. The fall just now was not light.

At this moment, Xiao Shoufu couldn't care less about the pain in his body anymore, he barely stood up, pointed at the little waiter in Tsing Yi who threw him down with a trembling hand, and said tremblingly: "You...you..."

He stared at the other side fiercely, with the fear of escaping death still in his eyes.

"Master Xiao, what's the matter with you?" Chu Yi's gentle voice sounded again.

The spring-like voice made Xiao Shoufu goose bumps all over his body. Xiao Shoufu's eyes wandered, looking at Chu Yi for a while, looking at the little servant for a while, still pointing at the little waiter, complaining: "He You want to kill me, First Prince..."

Shocked, Xiao Shoufu even forgot to call himself a "minister", and just wanted to accuse the eldest prince to the emperor that he clearly wanted to kill someone to silence him.

Without saying a word, the emperor grabbed some corn and fed it to the frightened parrot, who buried his head in eating.

"No, no, how could this slave kill Mr. Shoufu?" The servant waved his hands again and again, and hurriedly explained, "The slave saw that the potted plant was tottering from the flower table and was about to fall, so I was afraid of hurting Mr. Shoufu. That's when I rushed over, trying to protect Mr. Shoufu..."

"It's the slave who was abrupt, and that's what frightened Mr. Shoufu." The little servant explained tremblingly, sounding reasonable and well-founded.

Everyone couldn't help but looked at the potted plant that fell to the ground. A clump of green asparagus bamboo was broken in the middle, and some soil and fragments of the flower pot were stained on Xiao Shoufu's robe.

Xiao Shoufu's pale face was still somewhat startled, a little blood spilled from the wound on his neck, it was shocking, as if he had been scratched by the fragments of the flowerpot that had just splashed.

Everyone frowned and thought about it carefully. In fact, most of them couldn't remember whether the potted plant was shaking or not.

However, judging from the current situation, the servant should not have lied, but told the truth.

Who would assassinate Tangtang Shoufu in front of the emperor? Isn't that crazy? !

If Xiao Shoufu was really going to be assassinated, the servant could wait for Xiao Shoufu to be ordered, and then assassinate him, which was in line with common sense.

Everyone whispered to each other and whispered.

Soon, a young censor took two steps forward, and said to Xiao Shoufu tactfully: "Master Xiao, are you frightened and misread?"

He said this quite politely, the disapproving expression on his face seemed to say, this is just a trivial matter, Xiao Shoufu really made a fuss, and made random accusations.

The dignified chief assistant was disrespectful in front of the imperial court, thanks to the emperor's good temper.

Several Qingliu censors around also nodded, exchanging glances with sympathy.

Hey, people from these aristocratic families are like this, they are too expensive, that is, if they fall, they will get a little dust on their bodies, as if killing them.

Xiao Shoufu's face turned blue, the beard on his chin was flying wildly, and there was a mouthful of old blood in his throat. He couldn't help but raise his voice to argue: "Obviously this servant stabbed me with a dagger."

"Who saw it?" the young censor asked lightly.

The others looked at each other, just now they all saw that the little servant suddenly threw Xiao Shoufu down, and at the same time the potted plant fell to the flowers, that's all.

Many people looked at the anxious little servant again, and saw that his hands were empty, without the dagger that Xiao Shoufu mentioned, and there was a little dirt on his robe, looking a little embarrassed.

Chu Yi said quietly: "Lord Xiao, it's really inappropriate to just talk about someone's assassination without evidence!"

"It's better not to wrong innocent people."

A few people showed strange expressions, thinking that what the First Prince said seemed familiar, where did they hear it.

"Your Royal Highness," Xiao Shoufu sternly said, trembling with anger, he raised his finger to point to the bloody wound on his neck, "This wound was made by a dagger, this is the evidence."

"Could it be that the minister, the chief minister, deliberately scratched himself in order to frame a mere eunuch?" The anger in Xiao Shoufu's heart was rising steadily, and the arrogance could not be concealed on his indignant face.

Chu Yi didn't answer Xiao Shoufu, his eyes as calm as a pool of water turned to look at Feng She and Feng Sanye, and asked, "What does Master Feng think?"

"..." The two Feng She brothers suddenly felt bad, and looked at each other, not knowing how to answer this question.

Just before a cup of tea, they kept questioning over and over again that the eldest prince's injury was caused by his intentional self-mutilation to frame Feng He.

Xiao Shoufu was also a smart person, so he figured it out soon, his face changed, his heart sank suddenly, and his eyes were dark.

Just now he was frightened and emotionally agitated, so that he was a little carried away, and now he gradually recalled it.

It turned out that the First Prince was waiting for them here.

Chu Yi sighed slightly, and asked the little servant in Tsing Yi in a gentle tone, "What's your name?"

"The slave's name is Jiang Lun." The little servant in Tsing Yi replied hurriedly, bowed his head again, and apologized respectfully, "Please forgive the slave's disrespect in front of the imperial court."

Chu Yi praised with a smile, flicked his sleeves lightly, and his movements were indescribably beautiful, "Everything has its own priorities, and all the adults are the pillars of the imperial court, so you must put their safety first."

"In the future, you should look around and listen to all directions like today, and don't hesitate when it's time to make a move."

These words were heard by the Qingliu censors who were present, and they sounded so pleasant to their ears. They felt that the eldest prince has the style of today, is gentle and tolerant, and will be a benevolent monarch in the future. Several people cast admiring eyes on Chu Yi.

But to Xiao Shoufu's ears, every word and every word was threatening.

Especially the last sentence "When it's time to strike, don't hesitate", it made Xiao Shoufu feel that there was a knife edge in the words, which had a profound meaning. Did the eldest prince think that Jiang Lun's knife just now was not hard enough? !

"Lord Xiao," Chu Yi looked at Xiao Shoufu with a slight smile, and greeted with concern, "The injury on your neck is not a problem, do you want to announce the imperial doctor?" He acted like a caring minister.

"I just suffered a little skin trauma, it's okay." Xiao Shoufu hurriedly said.

How dare he use the imperial physician from Chu Yixuan, what if the imperial physician poisons the medicine.

To put it bluntly, when he returned home, he was poisoned and died, and there was no evidence that he was poisoned and murdered by the eldest prince.

Xiao Shoufu instantly felt a chill like a guillotine on his head, and his limbs felt cold and numb.

"Help! Help!" The parrot screamed again on the gilt bird stand after pecking at the corn.

Xiao Shoufu's heart beat faster, his face was pale, and his whole body was restless.

Chu Yi raised his hand and gently hooked the parrot's chin twice. The parrot was a good coaxer and rubbed against his fingers affectionately.

Chu Yi said lightly with a compassionate face: "Master Xiao is too tired, that's why he made such a sudden surprise."

"Speaking of which, Lord Xiao hasn't had a good rest for so many years since he became an official." Then, Chu Yi looked at the emperor on the opposite side of the chessboard again, and begged, "Father, why don't you give Lord Xiao a long vacation so that you can rest Take some time to take care of yourself."

"That's right." The emperor responded without saying a word, his eyes filled with smiles.

The parrot happily imitated: "Thunderstorm! That's right!"

These seven words seem extremely ironic.

Mrs. Gu and Gu Jian next to her were almost stunned watching this scene.

Since Xiao Shoufu was thrown to the ground just now, the mother and son didn't react and could only watch in a daze.

Seeing that Xiao Shoufu was going to be forced to leave court for vacation by the emperor and his son in just a few words, both mother and son couldn't believe it, almost doubting whether they were hallucinating, and looked at Xiao Shoufu with complicated eyes.

Xiao Shoufu's face became ugly again, and he quickly argued to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I am well and not sick..."

"Lord Xiao, don't hold back." A calm male voice suddenly interrupted Xiao Shoufu.

Everyone couldn't help but look at him, he was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a crimson embroidered pheasant patch, with a medium build, neither fat nor thin, his appearance was just ordinary, with smile lines on the corners of his mouth.

It was Mu Sheng, the second assistant to the cabinet and the minister of the Ministry of Industry.

Mu Sheng took a few steps forward, and calmly walked to Xiao Shoufu's side, forming a stark contrast with Xiao Shoufu who was disheveled.

Mu Sheng said sincerely: "Master Xiao has worked hard for the court for more than ten years, and you have suffered a lot. Hearing the advice from the official, this man can only have a future if he is healthy."

He acted very sincerely, but the other people around him had strange expressions.

Mu Sheng was the number one scholar hand-picked by the late emperor. He came from an imperial examination background, and he was completely different from those aristocratic families who entered the court with the nine-rank Zhongzheng system. He achieved his current status through steady and steady efforts.

Everyone knows that Mu Sheng is ambitious and has long wanted to replace Xiao Shoufu, but he has no chance.

It is conceivable that if Xiao Shoufu is away from court for vacation, then Mu Sheng, who is the second assistant, can naturally act as the first assistant temporarily.

Xiao Shoufu stared at Mu Sheng fiercely, the corners of his eyes twitched, and in his heart he scolded Mu Sheng who had made a mistake.

The alarm bell was ringing in his heart, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart. He said with a smile on his face: "Thank you, Mr. Mu, for your love for me. My body is in good health."

"It's just that I didn't sleep well last night, so I accidentally read it wrong just now."

The last sentence was uttered by him gnashing his teeth.

Without waiting for Mu Sheng to say anything else, Xiao Shoufu thanked Chu Yi again: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your love."

Chu Yi watched from the sidelines for a while, then showed a gentle smile at Xiao Shoufu, and suddenly turned to Feng He: "Then how does Lord Xiao think Feng He's assassination should be decided?"